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[CrimsonMoon]

" Uh... My dad I think..." She frowns and closes her eyes... All her thoughts were becoming muddled and her memories felt like they were being sucked into a vaccuum and locked away....

[~echo~]

Dallas propped himself up on his elbow and looked at her seriously. "Are you okay, Ayla? What's wrong?"

[CrimsonMoon]

Ayla pauses, realizing slowly this was what her father called 'tucking in and locking down'. Her family had crested it own technique from her father's design. They would purposelly train themselves to forget certain memories and when a time of danger came, their brains would automatically take all their memories from their deepest memories to their names and... And... What was it...? She blinks and struggles to remember,"... Ah... What is your name again....?"

[~echo~]

"What? Ayla, how could you forget my name? I'm Dallas!"

[CrimsonMoon]

She frowns and moves away from him," I... I'm Ayla..? That sounds familiar..." She paises and slowly stands," I.. I can't remember...!" She puts her hands on her head and trembles, feeling herself begin to panic," Why..?! Why can't I remember?!"

[~echo~]

"No no no, calm down Ayla! Let's go to the hospital!" He quickly stood with her, just in shorts and a tank top. He led her out the door to his bedroom.

[CrimsonMoon]

Her breathing quickened and she hugs his arm," I can't remember... Why can't I remember?!" She looked at him with wide eyes... This stranger... How did he know her..?

[~echo~]

"Hush," he said gently. "Come on." he led her towards the hospital wing.

[CrimsonMoon]

She looks up at him and whispers," Dall... Dallas... I think.. I've seen you in a dream... Or i dunno...."

[~echo~]

"You've known me for years," he said gently as he led her into a hospital room. He waited impatiently for a nurse.

[CrimsonMoon]

" Then... You're a friend... Right?" She asks softly

[~echo~]

"Of course," he whispered.

(Would you mind being the nurse? xD)

[CrimsonMoon]

Sure)
Ayla steadies her breathing, looking up from one of the radiation victims on a hospital bed on the converted floor," Dallas? How is my son Ander?" She asks with a smile, she was the mother of the African American boy who led the Inferiors back at the Academy

Ayla stared at her in wonder,"... Her skin is so beautiful..." She breathes, her eyes glitteringo

[~echo~]

Dallas glanced at Ayla and then kneeled beside the woman. "Ander is fine. He is safe. Nobody suspects a thing, don't you worry."

[~echo~]

Dallas glanced at Ayla and then kneeled beside the woman. "Ander is fine. He is safe. Nobody suspects a thing, don't you worry."

[CrimsonMoon]

" Ah, i'm not worried about that, i'm just worried h/ too busy chasing girls," she chortles, looking at Ayla," Thanks, hon, I try," she chuckles," What's the problem, Dal? It's not even two hours past misnight."

Ayla smiles and hides slightly behind him

[~echo~]

"Ayla has lost her memory... I don't know what happened, she just shut down."

[CrimsonMoon]

" She's obviously of the Valued Race, is she part of the high up family?" She asks, gently leading the confused Ayla to sit down on an old spring mattress as she lokked into her eyes, examinin her features

[~echo~]

"Yes. Her father is very important and David, the heir to the throne, is her... lover."

[CrimsonMoon]

The woman stops and stares at him," You know thid could cause quite a bit of trouble, Dallas, does the higher up know?"